by Sabrina Kade
Oh yes, that part of Chimase is also quite attractive.
I swallow hard when Chimase looks deeply into my eyes.
“I’ve told you about the horrible past of my people,” he says in a low hiss. “Would you like to tell me about your past? About you, yes? Before you were kidnapped and brought to the fatherland?”
I shake my head. “I don’t think my past matters because it’s something I can never go back to. Even if I somehow left this place, I’d just be tracked down and sold someplace else. And who knows where that would be. At least here…” I stare up at him, “… I have… others… I can trust.”
“You know you can tell me one day, yes?”
I nod. “I do. Just not today.”
His nose softly brushes up against mine, lips teasing the surface of mine. My lady parts squeal in excitement from the attention of the seven-foot-tall alien. Thick hands wrap around my hips and I all but moan into his mouth.
“Why are you fascinating?” he mutters, still not kissing me. “You are not Sidyth, but you are… on my mind constantly. That time we spent in the shower—”
“Was incredible,” I admit, somewhat nervous about how he feels. But I hear him chuckle.
“It was.” A boyish smirk hits his features, and though his long canines are fully exposed, I’m too turned on to be frightened.
“You are turned on now,” Chimase notes, darting his forked tongue to and from his full lips. “I smell your arousal. I taste it, too.”
I start to blush. “You know, I’m not sure I’m liking this whole ‘tasting my arousal’ thing.”
“Sohmac surely must have joked about it. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You taste divine.” When I don’t answer him, his cocky smile shifts slightly. “Sohmac must have told you that he could taste your arousal, yes? Unless—”
“I don’t want to talk about Soh right now, believe or not,” I say, pouting.
“So, what would the little human rather talk about?” His face lowers further, closing the gap with the whisper of a kiss before I can react to his ‘little human’ remark. His long tongue slicks against my lips, forcing me to arch my back against him like something out of an old Hollywood movie poster. Eat your heart out, Vivien Leigh. “Would you like to admit that you’re finally beginning to see me? Are you finally trying to remove Sohmac Tendalson from your mind?”
I swallow hard. Despite everything, I’m not sure I’m quite ready to give up everything I know with Soh, on a Sidyth I barely know. “I’m not trying to remove anything,” I manage to gasp out. “And you promised you would arrange a way for me to communicate with him after I came here.”
His eyes narrow. “Is this the only reason you came?”
“No.” The word flies from my lips before I can stop it. No. Of course, I didn’t come here only to see Soh later. If I wanted to see Soh, I would make a run for it. I would leave the strange dildo shaped skyscraper that houses hundreds of wealthy Sidyths and try to find him. I would do everything in my power to find myself in his familiar arms again. My life with Soh isn’t perfect, I accept that, but it’s still mine. And there’s no guarantee that being with Chimase for an extended amount of time would be any better.
“I hoped you were starting to see me. See how I am truly fascinated with you, Hollis. Can you feel my desire for you?” To prove his point, he takes one of my small hands in his and lowers it to his cock, and sure enough, it’s stiff against his trousers. Some of the scales down there have splayed away from the skin. His physical reaction to me is not up for debate, that’s for sure, and just feeling that massive muscle growing so erect around me I can’t help brushing the tip with my thumb. Chimase’s knees buckle, bringing a teasing smile to my face.
Despite his surprise, he further lowers his hand to my mound and cups it softly under my skirt. A random scale on his palm brushes against my clit and I almost come undone, gasping loudly.
“It seems you are fascinated by me as well.”
That cocky, boyish smile returns and this time he doesn’t hesitate, kissing me fully on the lips until our teeth clash together. It’s an aggressive, if not slightly sloppy kiss, but I don’t care. His affection hurts in a passionate, sexy way, so without a second thought, I leap into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist. He’s so big I need the leverage, and he takes my weight as though I’m nothing more than a down pillow, never grunting or stopping the magical movement of his tongue in my mouth. The kisses are deeper and more enthusiastic than any I’ve shared with Soh, or even back on Earth.
And while that’s incredible, it also scares the shit out of me.
Sidyth. Wealthy Sidyth. I have to remember that. The hunting. What’s to stop a human female from being sent to the hunting grounds for pushing herself on an important Sidyth?’
Despite every fiber in my body screaming for me to continue, I push away from Chimase.
“No,” I gasp, hoping the word ‘tease’ doesn’t translate here. “I can’t… I shouldn’t do this. It’s not a good idea.”
“Why?” he hisses, trying to kiss me again, but I push him harder.
“I said no!” Luckily for me, he stops. He’s still holding me in his arms like I’m a damn child, but he’s not forcing himself on me. I want to give him some extra credit points for that, but my mind gets so foggy when I’m with Chimase. There’s something about him. I try to take a deep breath, hoping I don’t come across as shrill. “I just… Soh—”
“Sohmac?” he interrupts. “Again? You were thinking of him while we were—”
“No!” I scream, pounding him once on the chest. “I don’t know if this is a good idea. Kissing you. Playing make-believe.”
“Make believe?” He seems so perplexed I almost smile. Almost.
“Pretending this could be something. You and me. I mean, yes. We have a physical connection; I admit that. But come on! I’m human. People here call me filth. Trash. They treat us humans like dogs. This is your planet, Chimase. Yours. You’re wealthy. You have a name. Don’t tell me you think we can be anything more than fuck buddies.”
“Fuck… buddies?”
“People who pleasure each other for fun with no chance of a real relationship!” I scream, tired of his adorably cute, yet still incredibly annoying confused face. I wilt against him. “Soh isn’t perfect, but I have a future there.”
He tenses. “Then why are you here? With me? If Sohmac Tendalson truly planned to keep you forever, why are you with me?”
“Because of you and Vydeka—”
“He did not even come to check on you at the human health center, Hollis. When he realized you were hurt, he left the papers. And he left you.”
My eyes water. “That’s what you said. Maybe that’s not what happened.”
“Are you calling me a liar, Hollis? Do you truly believe I would say words that are not true?”
My heart hiccups. No. I don’t believe he’d lie to me. But the truth still hurts. Without words, I struggle in his grasp like a petulant child until he sets me down on the sand and I stumble away before I find myself in his arms again. Grinding my pussy against him like some horny middle schooler beating himself off in the bathroom before a slow dance. I frown when Chimase quietly follows me.
“Where are you going?” he asks when I stop at the shoreline and stare out into the bloody water. I don’t want that to be my fate. I don’t want to be thrown into the hunting grounds. I rather be a slave than dead. “Hollis, please. I need you to speak to me. Or at least look at me.”
“What?” I snap, spinning around.
He winces but straightens. He looks surprisingly menacing for someone who usually seems so calm and collected. “You may think whatever you want about me, but do not doubt your value. My people are not perfect. You said yourself that Sohmac, the one who you trust more than anyone, is not perfect.”
I nod, feeling like a child once more.
“Also, do not doubt my words. I am not a liar, and I’m not looking to pull you in and push you away. I’m n
ot looking to, as you say, fuck around. You spoke of me Choosing you. And I’ll be honest, I don’t want to think about what Choosing a human female would mean, but I do know this, Hollis. I want you.”
“Huh?” My face blanches. Even under the hot, roaring sun, my skin feels like a chill has washed over, and I shudder openly. His words are almost too much to process. “What… what the hell are you talking about?”
“I’m not sure how I can make this any clearer. Perhaps it is a language barrier. Perhaps you need further lessons.” He smirks slightly, but I don’t return the look. I’m still in shock. Plus, I’m embarrassed. And turned on. Very turned on. “I want you. I’m attracted to you. I’ve never felt my body call to a female the way it calls for you. Despite everything I’ve told you earlier, I’m sure my ancestors would agree that means something significant.”
“That…” I stumble to find the words. “That shouldn’t even be possible.”
“Why? Because we are different? Let me ask you this. You feel a real pull for me, yes?” His tongue darts out to prove his point.
“You know I do,” I admit quietly. “That doesn’t mean anything. Your people—”
“My people are my people, yes. But I am more than my people. I am more than my past. Like you, I like to think my past does not matter because it cannot change what is happening now. And despite everything, Hollis, I want you. I want to bury my face between your thighs. I want to kiss you until our lips bleed. I want you to squeeze me until I pass out.”
“I don’t think I can do the last one,” I grumble, remembering yet another weird custom of the Sidyth people.
“I suppose the squeezing does not matter,” Chimase insists. “My words are still true.” He stands before me, looking down with that same, sad look in his eyes.
He wants to be different. He doesn’t want to Choose Vydeka because it’s the most convenient choice. He wants to want someone because he is attracted to them. Mentally. Physically. Emotionally.
“I know this is all strange, and perhaps it is swift, but my people are like this as well, Hollis. I suppose my immediate lust for a fascinating female is a part of myself that I cannot suppress. When a male finds an intriguing female, the lust hits him like a spar to the face. Male lust can happen in a moment, and the moment I saw your face with the bloody nose, I knew I wanted you. I didn’t care who or what you were, I wanted you. And you know what? It felt good. Because it was the first feeling I’ve had in a long time that I truly thought belonged to me, and only me. No one influenced me to feel this way. I want you simply because I want you.”
I’m quiet. I can’t find the words at first. What the hell am I supposed to say after a speech like that? I try to focus on anything else until I can find a response to Chimase.
The bloody waters of the first hunting at my side, and Soh back at home.
Ugh, and yet, the only thing I can think about is Chimase’s words.
He wants me. He wants me because he wants me.
My cheeks and ears grow hot. The proper thing to do would be to run into his arms and kiss him deeply and beg to stay with him forever. It’s the type of offer most women dream of. A man who wants to give up everything for a woman he cares about. But for some reason, my feet don’t move. I can’t find the strength to give up on Soh completely.
I hate myself for it.
“I don’t know what you want me to say.” My response sounds even worse out loud than in my head.
Chimase stiffens momentarily. I expect him to lash out, but he relaxes once more. “So, don’t say anything. Do not become arrogant, Hollis, those words were not only for you, but they were also for me. I had to express them. I asked you to try and give me some time with you. I asked you to try to keep Sohmac Tendalson from your mind and heart. And you have. Rather, you tried.” He starts to walk away. “You’ve done everything I’ve asked of you. You shall have what you truly desire.”
I sprint to catch up with him, though I don’t feel worthy to stand by him in this moment.
“What I truly… desire?” I parrot back like an idiot.
“I will make arrangements for you to see Sohmac. This is what you want, yes? Why you came here and humored me?”
My cheeks grow hotter. “I didn’t come here to humor you!”
He doesn’t answer, continuing to walk in silence through the sands. He’s moving quickly though, and it’s almost impossible to keep up without jogging. He doesn’t slow down. And though I’m sure he’s trying to act like everything’s okay, his expression looks forced. There’s so much I want to say. I’m sorry for not feeling such intense feelings. I’m sorry for having some Stockholm syndrome when it comes to Soh. I’m sorry for ever making Chimase feel as though I didn’t want to get to know him.
I want to thank him for things too. For saving me from Vydeka. For allowing me into the center square. For inviting me to his room. I shouldn’t thank him for the shower and the incredible head, but I feel I should just the same. But no words come, and as Chimase helps me back into the transport, and Exdrux narrows his eyes at both of us, I can’t help but feel I’ve let everyone down.
The drive back is silent at first, only the dry humming of the engine transport, and I’m practically dying for someone to speak and fill the empty air. I need to hear Chimase’s voice. I need him to say he’s not mad at me. I need him to say—
“Seeing the watercrests with you was a pleasant experience.”
I freeze up. Maybe I don’t need a conversation. Chimase’s voice makes me uneasy suddenly. I turn and nod quietly.
“It was fun. I learned a lot.” I clamp my lips shut. What I mean is I learned about the hunting grounds, but now I’m worried Chimase thinks I’m making fun of his feelings. And I’m not. I just miss Soh. And though I’ve tried all day not to think about him, he was always in the back of my mind. Maybe that’s what it means to be in love with someone, or at least in deep like.
Deep like. Christ, now I really sound like a teenager.
“Did you wish it was him with you?” Chimase asks, breaking the tense silence yet again. When I turn, his face is neutral. “At the sands? Near the water?” He swallows hard. “Under the rocky cliffs? Would it have been better if it was all with him? Because it can be arranged if you’d like.”
“I wouldn’t like that, Chimase. Dammit, just because I haven’t declared my love for you doesn’t mean that I didn’t have fun. It doesn’t mean that I don’t feel anything. I had fun, Chimase. I—”
“You don’t need to say anything else,” Chimase interrupts, still neutral — borderline icy. “When we return, I will make the promised arrangements. You will get to see Sohmac, yes? You will have what you truly desire.”
I wilt in the seat. “Chimase, come on—”
“It’s settled now.”
I should bounce in my seat with joy. Soh. I’m going to see Soh again! The only person on this godawful planet who’s treated me with any kindness or respect. Well, besides Chimase. I glance over, but he’s only staring out the window, watching as the beach turns more into a desert city.
He doesn’t say anything else for the rest of the trip. And though there’s a small part of me that’s ecstatic to see Soh and explain everything that’s happened; I’m worried because another part of me is concerned about the Sidyth seated next to me.
Chimase has said everything I’ve ever wanted to hear and then some.
He’s given me everything I’ve asked for.
Kindness. Respect. I’m more attracted to him than I’ve ever been to anyone. All of these things are amazing, but they’re also dangerous. Chimase isn’t human. He isn’t some poor Sidyth with no one to answer to. He has people around him that will flip their shit if he declares that he’s Choosing a human.
No. Leaving Chimase and returning to Soh is the best decision. For everyone.
I stare hard at Chimase’s broad back, and bunched shoulders.
So, knowing all of this, why does my heart ache at the idea of no longer being around him? I h
ave an idea, but it’s one I refuse to reflect on. Stay safe. Stay alive. Soh is safe. Soh will make keep me alive and safe.
But is this really living when I feel so empty?
The End
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CHAPTER ONE
Blythe
When I volunteered to become an entertainer, I had no idea I would become a whore – let alone one shipped across the entire galaxy. I shouldn’t have been so eager, but the money was too good and signing the contract without taking anything too seriously came easily. The entire transaction was legit. Supposedly. There was nothing I could do once the ink dried on the paper. Who could I ask for help? My parents? My mom’s dead, and my dad’s the reason I signed the contract.
I could only hope the money promised was as concrete as the contract I had signed.
How would I know from five billion miles away?
Would I ever find out if the money I sent helped my dad at all? Did it even matter? Would he still smile, in selfish relief, if he knew his oldest daughter had sold herself to become an intergalactic space whore?
This leads to me to where I’m at right now.
I glance around the room, taking note of the faces as the ship transports me to my next assignment. As usual, everyone’s young, female, and at least somewhat athletic. All the girls train when we have a free moment but having something in common didn’t exactly make us friends. Quite the opposite. We look out for ourselves, save for a few of the high-class entertainers who always manage to work jobs together.
Frowning, I lower my cup of water. This isn’t a bad room. There’s enough space for all of us to stretch out, and there’s even a separate space if we need to take a piss. Accommodations have been a lot worse, but there’s still no telling how long this trip will last.